Foxdogdemon

Slick's heart was pounding as he looked at her. Why had she chosen to save him? She took a drag from her cigarette, now back in the holder. When she pulled it away to blow the smoke out, some of her former comrade's blood was left on her lips. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight. He swallowed hard as he lifted Crowbar's crowbar and said, "You've got a little something on your lips." Snowman smirked, "Oh really? Maybe you can help." Then she pulled him to her and kissed him roughly. Slick's eyes widened in surprise, but he kissed her back, licking the blood from her lips. Doc Scratch was yelling about something, but neither of the

It had been a long day at the ranch. Ever since Charlie left, we've been shorthanded. The rest of us took turns covering the extra work, but we still barely finish. We really need to hire someone else. I walked into the saloon. A good, hard drink would be perfect right now. I had just gotten my drink when the doors opened and a guy came in. He wasn't very tall, probably a little over five foot, maybe about 5' 3", blue eyes, light brown hair and some stubble on his chin. When he ordered his drink, a slug of gin, I could hear a slight drawl and guessed he was probably Texan. He looked over at me and said he needed some money to head out west

I was stupid back then. If I could go back and tell myself how I'd feel thinking back, I wouldn't have acted that way. I'd tell myself to just ignore them and let our friendship Blossom into more. I've been thinking about you a lot lately. Asking myself if it's true that you may have had More than just platonic love for me. Everyone says they saw it. I was so blind. I wish that I could go back and try again. Maybe then I would at least have memories Instead of speculations. I was just scared. I never would have thought that anyone would Ever feel that way about me. I wish I could have at least given you a chance. I am so lone

Sie sagen zu mir, "Schließ auf diese Tür." Die Neugier wird zum Schrei. Was wohl dahinter sei? Everyone is asking me asking where Slick is, and why that door is locked. They act like not knowing will kill them. Hinter dieser Tür steht ein Klavier. Die Tasten sind staubig, die Saiten sind verstimmt. I don't even go near that door anymore because I can hear the piano playing still. I know that it hasn't been played in months, but, dammit, I can still hear it! Hinter dieser Tür sitzt sie am Klavier; doch sie spielt nicht mehr. Ach, das ist so lang her. He always used to play that fucking piano. He would sit there and pla

A young woman was walking through the woods. She'd just run away from home. Things were getting too stressful and she just needed to get away to think. She was starting to regret her decision as the sun was setting. The woods around her came to life as the residents awoke for the night's hunting/scavenging. A chill ran down her spine when she heard a lone wolf's howl in the distance. She started to panic as she got the feeling of being watched. She started to run, but everything looked exactly the same in the darkness. When she ran out of strength, she collapsed and started crying. She should never have left her home. "Why are you crying, mi